I paid too much for Feiwuluo

After taking two photos of the alive and kicking mackerel, Fushimi Saruhiko put the first fish he caught in his life into the fish protection set up by the water.

He is not interested in his spoils, one is because Fushimi Ape Hiko doesn’t like fish—more precisely, he doesn’t like anything with a strong smell, which naturally includes fishy smell; the other is because Fushimi Ape Bigu has always had a fairly clear self-awareness of himself. Compared with the fish itself, he knows that he enjoys the process of fishing and the moment when he catches the fish.

That feeling is like conquering an extremely difficult boss.

And unless the game producer has sinister intentions and doesn’t want people to pass the level, most of the games currently on the market can’t bring Fushimi Ape Hiko a good gaming experience—including but not limited to the sense of accomplishment after clearing the level. with satisfaction.

He briefly found some fun in fishing that he was willing to spend time on.

The weather is fine today, and the sun is strong at noon. Fushimi Ape Hiko, who was dressed in black, was soon sweating. Just as Alice fell asleep, he stared at the drowsy little pig, speechless, and The coat was taken off and covered Alice who curled herself up into a small ball.

His coat has a hood with a fur collar.

After covering Alice with his coat, Fushimi Saru Hiko looked at her white face, then raised his eyes to the sun in the sky, thought for a while, then flipped the hat over, covering Alice completely.

Immediately he remembered that a child could easily be suffocated if his head was covered. It was more terrifying than being tanned.So she pulled the hat off again.

Going around and back to the original starting point.

——You are the most troublesome!

Fushimi Saru Hiko gritted his back molars, and reached out his hand to pinch Alice's face resentfully, the pinch made the little pig groan in pain twice in his dream before letting go of his hand contentedly.

Next, in the continuous video viewing, practical experiments, successes and failures, and experience summaries, Fushimi Ape Hiko's understanding of fishing, a production activity that humans have never stopped since ancient times, has improved by leaps and bounds.

Alice, who was behind him, fell into a drowsy sleep.As a child who rarely worries, Alice's sleep quality has always been very high.

She rarely dreams, but seldom if not never.

Occasionally, fragments of life would fall into the dream to form disordered and bizarre little things. The only dream Alice remembered recently was that she dreamed that she was late for school because Izumo refused to send her to school. She cried so sadly that she was so sad that she woke up from her dream.

But today the dream is different.

Today's dream...

It's so real that it's not like a dream.

Alice studied the little boy sitting opposite her desk, holding a book.

He has long platinum hair that is so dazzling that he can be spotted even if he is thrown into a crowd.

But this hair color is quite normal, what makes Alice feel a little abnormal is the little boy's... eyes.

His eyes are really weird.

If I had to describe it, it was as if a piece of concentric emerald had been smashed into two even halves, and then embedded in his eye sockets.

Alice had never seen such eyes before, so she couldn't help looking at them for a while, but she soon realized that it seemed impolite to stare at others like this, so she quietly turned her gaze move away.

Just when she started to think about why she saw such a person, the little boy suddenly spoke.

He put down the book he was holding in his hand—Alice saw that the inside pages of the book were blank, it was a wordless book—and looked at Alice with those strangely beautiful eyes, with an extremely familiar but yet A voice without any emotion said to her: "Hello, Alice."

"We still met."

--Who are you?

Alice blinked.

As if he could hear what she was thinking, the boy put a hand on his chest and introduced himself politely: "I don't have a name, but everyone calls me 'Slate', you can too Call me that."

Then, he raised the wordless book in his hand.As he wished, Alice set her sights on the book with nothing.

"He is 'Book'," said the little boy, "is my kind."

Alice: "..."

She tried to understand the little boy's behavior, and after replacing what he said with "This is Chuuya, my friend", the logic became smoother.

There is nothing in a dream.

Is it normal to have a little boy who regards a wordless book as a friend and has a strange name?

Although confused, Alice still greeted them respectively: "Hi Slate. Books are also welcome."

She looked around and found that it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and felt that this place did not seem like her dream.There is too much space here, and there is nothing yet.

Alice looked away, scratched her head and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"'Book' wants to create a person. I am helping him with ideas." Slate stretched out his hand and pointed to the side.

"Create... people?" Alice looked in the direction of his finger in confusion, and found that there was a chair suddenly there - there was nothing there just now - and a young man was sitting quietly on the chair.

His back was slightly bowed, his head was drooping, his hair was hanging down his face, and his naked body was only covered with a piece of silk that was almost as white as his complexion.

"Would you like to take a look?" Slate suggested to her, Alice hesitated for a while, but still nodded.

She followed the slate away from the desk, and when she got closer, she realized that although the young man's eyes were open, there was no expression in them; although he was naked, he didn't show any shyness at all.

He sat there motionless, in a daze, not so much a person, but a puppet that was no different from a human being.

——No, this is a doll, right?

Alice looked at the young man carefully and found that he couldn't even blink.

But even if it was a doll, Alice had never seen such a strange hair color that was half pure white and half grayish purple.

Fortunately, he is really, really good-looking, so even if the choice of hair color is at the forefront of non-mainstream, Alice can't say the word "ugly".

But combined with what Slate said just now, Alice still asked with a strange look: "You guys made his hair color?"

"No, it was the 'book' that decided for him." Slate spread out the book in his hand, and the pages seemed to be turned by an invisible hand, and it didn't stop until a certain position in the middle, revealing the torn pages. A broken page, "Someone wanted him to be born, but they didn't give specific appearance requirements."

Alice was a little dazed. She tried hard to understand what the slate was saying, but failed.

"You can think of it as an art class. The art teacher asked you to draw people, but he didn't tell you what the person you want to draw looks like." Seeing her facial features crumpled in thoughts without a clue, Slate said caringly Explains, "Because there was no specific request, everything about him was random. Hair color included."

Alice: "..." She silently glanced at the young man again. His hair color reminded Alice of two-color ice cream balls of vanilla and raspberry.

"It's too random..." she murmured softly, "After that, are you going to send him to the house of the person who wanted him to be born?"

"No. That person didn't ask for that either." Shi Ban shook his head, "What needs to be corrected is that he was created by the 'book', not 'us'."

Alice: "..."

She was inexplicably angry and sad for the beautiful doll in front of her. This kind of unscrupulous attitude not only resembles Party A who has no clear demands and likes to mess around, but also feels very much like meeting a scumbag parent who cares about the child. .

——It’s so annoying!

"What should I do with him after the 'book'?"

If no one wanted him from the beginning, wouldn't he only end up being "abandoned" after he was created?

"'Book' will randomly choose a place and throw him there." Slate's voice remained unmoved, as if what he was about to throw away was not a human-like creation, but something as low as dust that could be seen everywhere.

Alice, who had hidden a treasure chest like a garbage dump under the bed, hated their behavior of throwing away at will and not cherishing it from the bottom of her heart.

She puffed her cheeks, stared at the young man in front of her, and frowned tightly: "Why don't you dress him?"

"It's not 'we', it's 'books'."

Shi Ban tried to correct her again, and his eyes, like broken jade, looked at the young man sitting on the chair.

Then, the pages of the book held in his hand turned again.

Alice blinked, and the young man in front of her had a new and neat set of clothes on her body.

Seeing that her request was met, Alice nodded in satisfaction.

She continued to ask: "Have you thought about where to throw him?"

The pages of the book began to flip again, and then on the blank paper, a black place name emerged.

【Sahara Desert】

Alice: "..."

Even elementary school students know that the Sahara Desert is the largest desert in the world.

And a person who has nothing is thrown into that kind of place...

"He's going to die!"

"If you don't want him, just say it!" She was angry like a penguin cub trying to imitate her parents, "Why did you create him and throw him away like garbage!"

The more Alice thought about it, the more outrageous she felt.

She rescued so many small animals, even though Xiaobai and Dahei didn't like her before they left, and even didn't give her a good face, Alice never had the idea of ​​abandoning them.

What's more, what they are discussing is not a kitten, a dog, or a hamster, but a person?

"You can't just throw it away! No! Yes! Yes!"

She was so angry that she jumped around in place.

In every word that comes out of her mouth, there are not only the accents of righteous words, but also the accents when the weight hits the ground, achieving the physical level to the maximum extent.

"So, do you have a better, other idea?"

Shi Ban looked down at the book in his hand, and flipped the pages twice, as if agreeing.

"I……"

I do not have……

Alice scratched her hair in distress.

"If not, we can only follow the 'book' method."

Slate is very indifferent.

And just after he finished saying this, the surroundings of the entire white space they were in suddenly began to peel off like a shattered jigsaw puzzle.

"Nap time is over...you're going to wake up." Slate looked up and saw the sunny grass and clear flowing water outside through the gaps.

That was the river where Alice and Fushimi Saru Hiko were fishing.

"Have you figured out what to do?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Slate turned his head again and looked directly at Alice who was scratching the ends of her hair frizzy.

"I..." Alice murmured.

"Ten, nine, eight..." The slate began to count down.

More annoying than a teacher who keeps reminding them that they are about to close their papers when the exam is coming to an end!

Alice whimpered twice in anxiety, and finally started to break the jar.

"You throw him in the town! I'll pick it up—"

At the moment when this pure white space like [Path of Pain] completely collapsed, Alice's voice was also blocked.

She could clearly feel that all senses were leaving her, not only the sounds that could be heard by her ears, but also her vision was gradually surrounded by the darkness that invaded from all around.

Only the slate holding the book in his hand remained, his appearance was still vivid, and his voice was still clear: "I have told you three times, it is 'book', not 'us'."

There was a little more helplessness in his correction this time.

"Speaking of which, this is the third time you have interfered with someone closely related to us. Alice."

Slate stared blankly at her childish face.

"You're going to be sick again."

The sound of the slate died away.

Alice woke up too.

She suddenly turned over from the folding chair and sat up, looking around in a panic.

Sunshine, blue sky, white clouds, river, and Fushimi fishing with his back to her.

I'm back...

Alice stared blankly at everything in front of her, and Fushimi Saru Hiko who heard the movement behind him also turned his head.Seeing Alice sitting there like a little fool, he raised his eyebrows, hesitating whether to show off the mackerel he caught just now, when he saw Alice suddenly close her eyes and wrinkle her nose.

"Ahhh-!"

Fushimi Saru than ancient: "..."

"Ahhh-!"

Every time the little guy sitting in the passenger seat sneezed, Fushimi Saruhiko's mood would drop a little bit more to the bottom.

Who would have thought that he would take off his coat and cover it with this little thing, who would have expected that she would be sweating from the heat, and then would start sneezing as soon as the wind blows!

——Children are really too troublesome! ! !

The Fushimi monkey is ten bigger than the ancient one.

And when he thought that this little thing would get sick when he returned home, he wouldn't be in the mood to go fishing anymore, so he could only drag Alice to a random drink shop and buy her a cup of hot milk to take back to the car to drink slowly.

Fushimi Saru Hiko purposely slowed down the car because he was worried that she might lose her grip and spill milk on the seat cushion.

Alice lay on the side of the car window, watching the familiar street scene and backed up unhurriedly.

"Don't stick your head out." Fushimi Aruhiko gave her a sideways look, and finally couldn't hold back his hand and dragged the leather monkey's back collar, dragging her back into the car.

Why are you absent-minded?

Tired?

No... why do you still feel tired even though you have slept through it all?

If you really want to say, the one who takes her out to play is the one who is more tired, right?

Fushimi Saru Hiko, who rarely felt thankless, was dissatisfied. He knocked on the steering wheel irritably, but he couldn't step on the accelerator to the door of Barbara.

The mackerel in the bucket in the back seat wagged its tail, and Fushimi Saruhiko didn't want to think about what the fishy-smelling river water had done to the back seat.

Fushimi Yuanbigu didn't eat fish, so when he was 200 meters away from Barbara, he turned off the car and gave Alice the blue and white fish in a bucket, telling her to go straight home.

Alice faltered, and when Fushimi Sarubi Kokura agreed, and turned the car around to leave, he also sent a message to Tokuta Tara, telling him that he had put Alice at the intersection.

About half an hour later, Fushimi Saruhiko was stuck in the urban area, when Kusanagi Izumo suddenly called him.

He stared at the caller ID for two seconds, and it was still connected: "Hello?"

"Fushimi, is Liz with you?" The young man's smooth Kansai voice was full of anxiety.

Fushimi Aru Hiko gave a confused "ha": "I told Brother Shishu to put her at the intersection."

"Ten bundles?" Kusanagi Izumo's voice paused, "He took Anna to a movie this afternoon, and he just saw your news."

"Then?" Fushimi Saruhiko unconsciously tightened his hands on the steering wheel.

"Then he contacted me, but Liz hasn't come back yet." Kusanagi sighed on the other side of the phone, "The hacker who has been in charge of monitoring and monitoring has also asked for leave today. Well, since I'm not with you, Then I'll go out and look for it."

Fushimi Monkey Biko heard himself say yes.He froze in the car for a while, until the piercing sound of car horns came from behind, and he realized that the traffic that had been blocked in front just now started to flow again.

At the same time, Barbara was searching for Alice on a large scale.

Izumo Kusanagi, who had just been transferred from the police station to monitor the intersections leading to the outside of Zhenmecho, made sure that Alice was still in the town, stood behind the bar in a fairly stable mood.

Zhong Yuan also jumped onto the high chair in front of the bar, stared at the gate, and let out a mime.

The phone that had just been set to be always on was placed in front of Kusanagi, and messages kept beating out.

"I can't find it in the game hall!"

“There is no one in the little park!”

"Bando and I went to Bingsheng Elementary School to have a look!"

"Brother Kusanagi, today's Daifuku at Nanjuya is half price! Let's buy some for Liz!"

"Buy two... By the way, look for them carefully!"

Izumo Kusanagi uttered this voice dumbfounded, and Zhou Fangzun, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and walked towards the door of the bar silently.

"Zun, do you want to go out?" Kusanagi raised his head from the screen.

"Um……"

The red king with drooping eyes responded vaguely.

He walked to the door, and just as he put his hand on the doorknob, the closed door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

For a moment, the copper bell rang, the "bang" sound of the door hitting the face of the Red King, the "hiss" sound of Zhou Fangzun gasping for air, the panicked "meow" sound of Zhongyuan Zhongye, and... the startled sound of the instigator outside the door. The voice filled the Barbara that was empty just now.

Kusanagi Izumo: "..."

Alice outside the door: "..."

She hesitated for a while, and finally put down the bucket in her hand, pushed the door open a crack, and poked a head in.

Seeing the Red King who was holding his nose behind the door, Alice stuttered and called him, and looked at the old father who was bumped for no reason with tears in her eyes: "Respect..."

sorry woo woo woo...

Those eyes were wet, more pitiful than the victim.

Zhou Fangzun: "..."

He returned to the sofa in silence, put away the TV remote control, and pressed it under himself.

—It means that Alice has no TV tonight.

"Liz, where have you been?" Kusanagi walked out of the bar and found Alice still standing by the door. He asked with a wry smile, "Why don't you come in?"

"Izumo...I..." Alice hesitated for a while, finally scratched her head, and said frankly to him, "I brought something back..."

Kusanagi Izumo: "Ah..."

"Is it a small animal again?"

"Well... there are small animals..."

Kusanagi heard the implication of these words.

——Does that mean there are big animals that are bigger than small animals?

"Let's do this." In order to calm her uneasy emotions, Kusanagi knelt down on one knee and said to her usually looking into Alice's eyes, "Show Dad what you picked up, and then we can decide whether to keep it, okay?" ?”

Alice nodded.

After that, she turned and went outside the door, and when she opened the door again, she was holding a red plastic bucket in her hand.

Kusanagi looked inside and saw a mackerel.Although the barrel is not big, it does not prevent the blue and white from wagging its tail freely in it.

"Fushimi caught this for me." Alice pinched the corner of her clothes and said, "It was meant to be fed to Chuuya... But, I'm a bit reluctant... Izumo, can I raise it?"

Kusanagi looked back at the dusty aquarium in the store, smiled and agreed, "Of course. But it's still the old rules, you have to take care of them yourself."

Alice nodded immediately in agreement.

"So, anything but fish, Liz."

Kusanagi took a breath, and silently began to build himself mentally.

He felt that the things that Alice could pick up were nothing more than kittens, dogs, birds and other small animals.

The child is caring, and he has the ability to support her to rescue those small animals. Even if Alice catches a shark from the sea one day, Izumo Kusanagi is quite confident that he can help her contact the Marine Life Rescue for rescue.

Under his gentle gaze, Alice, who was rarely so submissive, seemed to have gained courage.

She tiptoed excitedly, then turned and ran out the door.

——It's okay, it's not a big problem.

As long as she doesn't pick someone back.

Committed to creating the warmest and most beautiful childhood for his daughter, Kusanagi Izumo maintained a calm and gentle smile.

However, soon, his calmness and gentleness disappeared, and the smile almost collapsed from his face.

The only thing he was thankful for was that the corners of his twitching eyes were covered by glasses, so that he wouldn't scare Alice, who was already confused and helpless.

but……

But this...

This……

Kusanagi Izumo looked at the strange man with half white and half lavender hair led into the door by Alice, feeling breathless after a long absence...

"Li, Liz..." Kusanagi Izumo heard his voice become very weak, "Can you tell Dad... who is this gentleman?"

"His name is Sigma! Yes, I picked it up from the trash can!"

Alice blinked.

"Izumo... can we raise him..."

Can we keep him...

Can I raise him...

Do you raise him...

keep……

he……

……

Kusanagi Izumo wished he could faint on the spot.